(Y/F/N)=Your full name
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Sal:
Sal whips his head around after a producer had called out his name.
"This is (Y/F/N), she will be your personal assistant" they tell him. Sal then locks eyes with you as you do a small shy wave.
Sal couldn't help but to stare at the beauty in front of him. He would love nothing more than to get to know you better. But he must keep things on the professional side. You were his personal assistant after all. Besides you might lose your job if you do anything. He would hate that.
"Hi I'm Sal" he takes his hand out as you gladly shake it. He was taken by surprise on how soft your small hands were. He didn't even want to let go, but of course he did.
"Nice to meet you" you smile back happily to finally put your course into work.
Gorgeous eyes, gorgeous smile, gorgeous skin. Wow... What else does she come with? Sal lets his thoughts linger freely in his head as he now begins to study you.
You made sure to put on a good first impression by wearing something professional. You're a dress to impress kind of person and so far, it has been working.
"I can't wait to work with you" You say trying to make conversation.
"Yeah me too, you better not slack off though. I take things seriously" he tells you.
There's no way in hell am I going to ruin things with her. I can't develop feelings. Not with her. I wanted an assistant and I can not ruin things. I just can't. Maybe if I give her a hard time I could just view her in another way. Yeah that's should work.
Q:
Q has been looking for a woman to talk to all night at his favourite bar. Although every time he would come up to one they'd simply tell him to fuck off. He was lucky with one girl thought but turns out she was married... to another woman.
He sits there drinking his beer. The front door swings open causing a ring. He didn't think too much of it as he takes a quick glimpse. But that's when he saw her. He saw you. He was dumbfounded. Lost for words. He's never seen anyone as beautiful as you looked tonight.
Must. Have. Her.
Q clears his throat making his way up to you, "can I internet you in a drink?"
You make eye contact with him. You had no intentions on taking anyone home tonight but still decided to play along, "sure, nothing too strong though"
Her voice... that's must be what angels sound like. Q mentally says as he bites his lip looking down to your feet.
She was probably carved by one too. That makes more sense. I mean how else could someone as this stunning exists?
"Hello?" You try to get his attention as you wave your hand in his face. He snaps out of his thoughts, "sorry, got a lot in my mind. What did you say?"
You chuckle at his action thinking how cute he is, "I'm (Y/N) and you?"
"Brian, Brian Quinn. My friends call me Q for short" he couldn't help but smile to himself, "that's a gorgeous name you got there"
Joe:
Joe instantly thought you were cute. The way you fan-girled over him as soon as it was your turn to meet them was adorable to him. In fact you reminded him of a small squirrel just by how excited you got.
"Hello, what's your name, gorgeous?" He asks happily through the tight warm hug.
"(Y/N)" you stutter amazed at how the man you've been idolising is in front of you.
Beautiful name for a beautiful woman.
"You okay? You feeling fine?" He asked you as he casually crosses his arms comfortably.
"Yeah sorry, I just-you're my favourite joker. I've been waiting for so long to meet you" you tell him truthfully which catches him by surprise. He couldn't help but smile, he felt flattered.
I love how she doesn't hide from the truth. A nice and honest girl. What more can I get? And as a bonus she's gorgeous.
Murr:
Throughout the whole night he could not believe what the boys were making him say. He genuinely thought you were beautiful and that he could never stand a chance with a woman like you.
The red dress you were wearing hugged your body so amazingly. It drove him crazy and the fact that he couldn't say the right words right now killed him. So he decided, fuck them, I'm going to do my own thing.
"Do you think that we could maybe... uh-"
What am I doing? Murr scolds himself. You're way out of her league. He shakes his thoughts away, "if you could maybe go on a real date with me?"
"What is he doing?" Sal asks through the head piece.
"We never asked you to say that!" Q shouts.
Please say yes, please say yes. He chants in his head waiting for your response.
"Sure" you shrug. All the heavy weight lifted off of his shoulder as his mouth spreads into a big goofy smile.
I am a lucky man.
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Sorry it's practically the same as the first chapter, I tried to make things a lil more different😅
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Impractical Jokers Preference/Imagines
Fanfic~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Includes our four favourite bois; -Sal Vulcano -Brian Quinn -Joe Gatto -James Murray ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~